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Wednesday, June 11, 2008
gold ridge
I hiked up the ridge again yesterday, this time with a friend and my ski-swap snowboard. We went as high as Gold Ridge, then turned around and came down in soft snow and steep terrain. Julie fell in a crevasse and I crashed hard, but otherwise it was a pretty mellow, wonderful Juneau hike. We saw ptarmigan (and their black fan tails) and a fat marmot. Still plenty of snow.
I'm a freelance reporter in Fairbanks, Alaska. I'm from upstate New York. This blog has had a few lives. I keep it now as a record and a place for reflection. And maybe a little soapbox-standing...
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